AUTHORESS' NOTES: The father will be revealed! And this chapter is short! I'm sorry!
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She isn't really anything special; the nurse thought as she fixed her patient's blanket to keep her warm, I wonder what they saw in her.
After the grueling process of giving birth alone in a freaking elevator, the four men had finally managed to call the ambulance and bring Sakura to the closest hospital they could get to.
Itachi sighed beside Sakura's bed side along with Hidan; it really wasn't wise of her to have attempted what she had attempted to do. Bringing food to them alone at her state wasn't really smart, knowing she was about to give birth any day. No matter if it was their anniversary.
"The doctor says that we just need to keep her here for another few days for some tests, to see if there's any complications during the birth" The nurse informed the two impassive men and mumbling about rudeness she left the room.
"Damn it, I'm so going to fucking sue whoever's in charge with the fucking elevator" Hidan swore and crossed his arms ang glared at nothingness, "But it really wasn't smart of Sakura to frickin' do that, anniversary or no"
Itachi nodded and wiped the sweat on their love's forehead and placed a kiss on it, "She was brave" The Uchiha noted and Hidan glanced at him then turned to pinkette resting on the bed.
When the repair men finally pried open the elevator doors, everyone present were assaulted by the smell of blood and sweat that had been trapped there. They found Sakura slumped on one of the wall cradling this little, little baby on her chest. The shaft was a mess –with the opened bento boxes, the blood, the fluids- but the four men didn't even noticed it when they finally entered it.
All they saw was that strong, brave woman of theirs that gave birth alone.
Sakura had given them a tentative smile before blacking out.
And as Hidan remembered that smile, he nodded, "She was"
"Aww, Sasori! She looks like me, un!" Deidara teased as he literally pushed his face against the mirror to get a good look of the child his lover labored to bring to the world.
Sasori rolled his eyes, unlike Deidara, he was on the opposite side of the mirror, looking from a distance. People were starting to look weirdly at his blonde counterpart and he didn't really want to associate him self with him right now.
The blonde turned to the red head, "Do you think they'll allow us to go in and take a picture?"
"You idiot, you know that's not allowed" Sasori replied, "Besides, you'll spread your germs with the babies there" He followed.
Deidara shrugged and rolled his eye a not-so hidden smirk tugging on his lips, "You're such a wet blanket, un. Anyways, I'm off, I'll fix the papers for the hospital and get some chow, you want anything?"
Sasori, not taking his eyes of the infant waved his hand in dismissal.
When Deidara left, Sasori was alone and that was the only time he pushed off the wall and went nearer the mirror.
There at the middle of all the other babies was the child Sakura had brought to the world in the least convenient way. The baby girl with red hair on top of her little nougat and small baby nose and complete limbs and –
Sasori nearly choked on the emotions in him –
She gave him a daughter.
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